The night shrouded the countryside, a cold wind blowing.
The crowd advanced in silence, the atmosphere oppressive, with only the disordered footsteps and the suppressed groans of the wounded remaining.
Whether soldiers, provincial knights, adventurers, or non-combatant groups like blacksmiths, laborers, and merchants, everyone's spirits were low.
Gauss rode on a chocobo, with the 'Sturdy Scale Bloodline' having cooled down, the energy scales and dragon claws around him vanished, restoring him to normal.
A wave of fatigue swept over him, but fortunately, it wasn't too severe.
Aaliyah handed over a few pre-prepared magic power berries.
"Have some?"
"Thanks."
Gauss took the berries and placed them in his mouth.
A gentle warmth slowly spread through his body, alleviating some of the exhaustion, but the heaviness in his heart was difficult to dispel in a short time.
